Chapter 229: Eternal Remembrance

Chapter 229: Eternal Remembrance

Soul Transformation stage cultivators unleashing attacks without restraint were capable of causing massive destruction to an entire province.

As the Tian Yang Puppet appeared, it unsurprisingly attracted the attention of Ten Thousand Immortals Island's True Monarch Hongxi.

The intense battle between the two Soul Transformation experts captured the gazes of countless cultivators in the vicinity.

Xiao Heng and Ye Feipeng, who had finally escaped to a safe location after their chaotic retreat, were now watching from a distance with pale faces.

Even though they were far away, the shockwaves from the battle still made it challenging for the two small Qi Condensation cultivators to maintain their balance.

It was easy to imagine how terrifying the power of Soul Transformation was, considering the impact of each move.

Thinking about how he had recklessly tested himself against the puppet not long ago, Xiao Heng couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Fatty, don't involve me in such matters next time. I still want to live a few more years," Xiao Heng said slowly, looking at Ye Feipeng.

Ye Feipeng also wore a look of despondency, as if greatly affected.

"I mustered my courage and risked my life by charging in headfirst, but didn't find any treasures at all. Why is a Soul Transformation expert so poor?" Fatty sighed as he watched the enraged Tian Yang Puppet in the distance.

"Did you really find nothing?" Xiao Heng doubted.

Ye Feipeng became agitated, "When did you become so skeptical? You don't believe what I say anymore?"

"Moreover, I have nothing to lie to you for. Look for yourself. I'm broke; there's nowhere else to hide things." With that, he tossed his storage ring towards Xiao Heng.

Complaining, Ye Feipeng added, "The cave was as barren as a rock. Apart from a child's remains, there was nothing. I searched over and over, and it was barren every time."

"You were making a commotion outside, and with the Tian Yang Puppet about to appear, adhering to the principle of not leaving anything behind, I hurriedly grabbed the remains and escaped."

"After all the hustle, all I got was a skeleton. What bad luck!"

Xiao Heng, after scanning the contents of the storage ring, also wore a disdainful expression. "Not finding treasures is one thing, but why bring this skeleton out?"

"How many years it has been dead? It looks like it died younger than us. I wonder if it has any connection with that Soul Transformation puppet."

Xiao Heng handed the storage ring back to Ye Feipeng.

Suddenly having a whimsical idea, Ye Feipeng said, "Maybe we can use this skeleton to patch up that skull."

"Since they're both skeletons, maybe if we feed it to the skull, it might really help in recovering its injuries."

Xiao Heng's expression became serious, "Don't joke about Senior!"

Seeing Xiao Heng's seriousness, Ye Feipeng rolled his eyes but didn't argue.

After contemplating for a moment, Ye Feipeng suggested, "The commotion caused this time is not small. Let's go back to the deserted island and hide for a while. We'll come out when the storm settles."

Nodding, Xiao Heng said, "Yes, not long after we escaped from that cave, it seems the second exploration team from the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance entered, as you mentioned."

"A Nascent Soul stage cultivator and more than ten Golden Core cultivators. All gone."

"If it weren't for the death announcements in the sky, I doubt anyone would know how they died. Tsk, tsk."

Feeling emotional, Xiao Heng sighed.

Ye Feipeng, however, seemed bewildered. "Is that so? I was too busy running for my life; I didn't pay attention to the sky."

"But it seems that team really couldn't escape death. I triggered Tian Yang in advance, but they still ended up going into the cave..."

Fatty seemed to be enlightened, his eyes lowering into deep thought.

True Monarch Ziyun made a move soon after, and the Cong Yun Sea returned to calm.

The two of them quietly returned to the deserted island. However, Ye Feipeng seemed absent-minded throughout the journey.

"Oh right, Fatty, give me the remains you found," Xiao Heng suddenly said.

"Sure." Absent-minded, Ye Feipeng subconsciously took out the skeleton from the storage ring.

After handing it to Xiao Heng, he suddenly came to his senses, feeling inexplicably puzzled. "What are you going to do with this? I was planning to see if the bones are hard enough to be polished into a spiritual weapon later."

Xiao Heng solemnly replied, "After thinking it over, I find your words somewhat reasonable."

"Hehe, my words have always been..."

"Wait, you're not really going to feed these remains to that skull, are you?" Ye Feipeng reacted and immediately looked at Xiao Heng as if looking at an idiot.

"Maybe." Xiao Heng was nonchalant and urged, "Fatty, hurry up, give me the remains."

Ye Feipeng had some hidden reluctance in his heart and hesitated.

Seeing this, Xiao Heng became a little unhappy, "With your talent, what useful spiritual weapons can you build with bones? Forget it, this time, I'll owe you a favor. When there is an opportunity in the future, I will repay you!"

Ye Feipeng's face immediately became a bit embarrassed by this provocation.

He pretended to be generous and said, "Hmph, I was just saying it casually. It's just a useless skeleton, would I take it seriously? What a joke! Here you go!"

Xiao Heng happily accepted the remains, performed a ritual, and headed to the White Bone Realm.

Although Ye Feipeng was a little disappointed, he was still young and didn't think too much about it.

Once again, he immersed himself in the insight into the "fated death."

In the pre-expedition realm, Xiao Heng carefully placed the skeleton down, softly calling out to his senior.

Unfortunately, there was no response.

Although Xiao Heng felt a bit regretful, he didn't retrieve the remains but left them where he initially found his senior's skull, hoping it would be of assistance.The initial instance of this chapter being available happened at N0v3l.Bin.

He then quietly departed.

Not long after Xiao Heng left, Li Fan's avatar revealed itself.

Looking at the skeleton lying on the ground, Li Fan couldn't help but feel a sense of amusement.

"This kid, he doesn't really think this thing is useful, does he?"

Li Fan had been closely monitoring Ye Feipeng with Formless Killing Intent throughout.

From the Vision of Heaven and Earth, this was indeed just an ordinary human skeleton.

"But, his intentions are genuine. This kid has always been pure-hearted."

Afterward, Li Fan's vision darkened, and he lost consciousness.

He didn't know how long it took before he gradually woke up.

At first, his eyes seemed a bit confused, but they quickly regained clarity.

Just now, he seemed to have experienced an extremely vivid dream.

No, rather than calling it a dream, it was more like truly inhabiting another person's life.

Through this perspective, he lived through a long life.

During this process, he could only see and hear, unable to control the body to make any movements.

Furthermore, his own mental activity was suppressed to the lowest.

From start to finish, Li Fan didn't even realize that something was wrong.

And when Li Fan woke up, everything he had experienced quickly receded like a tidal wave.

He couldn't remember what exactly he had gone through.

Only some vague images remained, rapidly fading away.

Li Fan didn't persist in trying to recall what had happened during the contact with the Eternal Remembrance.

Because the prompt from [Truth] had appeared once again.

"Although mortals may die, the Eternal Remembrance lives forever."

"Eternal Remembrance (Tian Yang Mortal) absorption completed."

"Current usage count: 3."

At the same time, many pieces of information naturally surfaced in Li Fan's mind.

Li Fan squinted his eyes, carefully sensing.

"Consuming usage counts can simulate the construction of memory scenes within the Eternal Remembrance."

"Everything in the scene is indistinguishable from reality."

"But to bring back items and information from the scene to reality, it requires dissolving the obsession that maintains the Eternal Remembrance..."

"Why does this manifestation resemble the Fallen Immortal Realm so much?"

Li Fan was slightly stunned.

"Fallen Immortal, Eternal Remembrance..."

Li Fan pondered for a moment and faintly developed some reasonable speculation.

"Dissolving obsession? Maybe next time I enter the Fallen Immortal Realm, I can try to approach it from this perspective."

Temporarily suppressing these thoughts, Li Fan continued to feel the information feedback from [Truth].

"In the simulated scene, I will completely replace the owner of the Eternal Remembrance."

"At the same time, I will also synchronously receive relevant memories and abilities of the Eternal Remembrance owner."

"Hmm... consistent with the Fallen Immortal Realm."

"After the consumption of all the usage counts, the Eternal Remembrance will completely disappear."

"Perhaps it can be understood this way: [Truth] uses the energy contained in Eternal Remembrance to simulate the construction of a miniature Fallen Immortal Realm."

"Each simulation construction requires energy consumption."

"When the energy is exhausted, Eternal Remembrance will dissipate."

"However..."

Li Fan's mind stirred.

According to [Truth]'s prompt, Eternal Remembrance cannot be used as a bound item.

However, after returning to the anchor point, he could find the carrier of the Eternal Remembrance again and absorb it once more.

"Perhaps other cultivators in this realm can use this Eternal Remembrance through different methods."

"But for them, the usage counts are limited. Once they cannot bring back the opportunities within the specified number of times..."

"The Eternal Remembrance would be wasted for them."

"As for me, its usage counts..."

"Infinite."

Thinking of this, Li Fan no longer hesitated and activated [Truth]'s "Mimicry" function.

A familiar sensation came.

As if someone had put a sack over his head, Li Fan's vision darkened, and he instantly lost consciousness.

...

"Tian Yang! Tian Yang!"

A somewhat old voice gently called out in Li Fan's ears.

"Tian Yang, it's time to take the medicine..."

A bowl of strange-tasting soup was poured into his mouth.

It felt like a fire was burning in his stomach, and the immense pain instantly woke Li Fan up.

Weakness.

Extreme weakness.

Weakness as if he would die at any moment.

This was Li Fan's first perception after waking up.